Exploring land recently released by ice (geologically speaking)

A Day Early

It may be Shrove Tuesday but we missed Marti Gras along the Eagle River. The tracks of yesterday’s skiers mark the wet snow trail like wounds. The paws of their dogs punched through the classic tracks. Is this what the New Orleans devout feel like on Ash Wednesday morning as they work their way through Fat Tuesday street trash to get marked with ashes? Aki is in a party mood, dashing back and forth between her humans undistracted by other dogs or skiers. At the price of wet feet, I follow Aki down the trail and find the skiing good and a wet beauty when the fog releases mountain views.